"WHEN WAS the last time we did this?" Dad chuckles, adjusting my tie.
I mirror his smile, tipping my chin up so he can use his hands more freely. We're in my former room, a Batman cave. Black is everywhere, and so are the props, the small bat mobile, and the suit.
I can't believe I was this obsessed with movies and cartoons only to grow up and have absolutely no time to fully watch them again.
Adulthood really does suck.
Shrugging, I turn my attention back to the man before me. "I don't know, wasn't it like five years ago?"
"Oh, the interview!" Dad's eyes light up when he remembers.
I raise my brows. "Yes!"
We both laugh, Dad patting my back after he's done with the tie. Grabbing my shoulders, he flips me around to face the mirror.
